Chapter 13: The Great Holy War Chapter 117: Awakening
Ji Zangchuan gently jumped down from the huge dark blue crystal fragments, and his beautifully carved boots landed on the ice like feathers without making a sound.
"It's so cool..." Dizangchuan looked around and saw the vast expanse of ice crystal ground around him. It was all white, with only a few sharp icicles like spring bamboo shoots occasionally protruding from the icy ground.
Ji Zangchuan had a leisurely expression, his feather-like sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, and under his handsome eyebrows were a pair of eyes as warm as pure black gemstones. He looked at the huge crystal coffin in front of him with a smile on his lips, "It seems that there are still a few little flies guarding here."
With a puff, four black figures flashed out from behind the huge frosty crystal coffin in front, like ghosts in the darkness, and stood in front of the Dizang River. Their bodies did not move. Only the breeze that blew the icy ground lifted the corners of their clothes on their boots, making them fly gently.
Ji Zangchuan did not stop, still walking forward at a moderate pace, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, "Are you going to commit suicide, or should I do it?"
The four figures stood quietly in front of Di Zangchuan, each of them had an expressionless and indifferent face, and their sharp eyes were like a goshawk, looking at Di Zangchuan with a cold light. Although everyone's expression was extremely calm, there were turbulent waves in their hearts. They have been stationed here for many years and they know very well how strong the huge dark blue crystal outside is, but at this moment it is broken.
How powerful would this young man in black clothes with a faint smile on his face be?
An old man in a silver-white robe on the far left suddenly had a cold light in his eyes. He took a step forward with his right foot and stepped on the frosty ice. The fingers on his withered hands covered with tiny wrinkles stretched out like iron hooks and grabbed in the air. The air in front of him instantly became distorted.
Snap!
A wall of ice suddenly rose up on the ground in front, and as if a gate had opened, many ice cones with cold light burst out from the ice wall, shooting towards Dizangchuan head-on. The whistling ice cones of cold light drew almost transparent tracks in the air, making a slight "hissing" sound, and hit Dizangchuan's handsome cheek.
Before the ice cones arrived in front of him, the strong wind brought them had already blown Ji Zangchuan's black hair. He still had an elegant smile on his face, as if the ice cones in front of him were nothingness. His pupils shrank slightly, and the countless ice cones in front of him seemed to be brushed by a wave of water, and quickly disintegrated at the speed of melting ice and snow, shattering into countless ice crystal powders.
Jizogawa smiled and walked towards the old man.
"What!" The old man's pupils shrank and his heart beat violently. He had not expected that the powerful martial arts he displayed, although seemingly simple, each ice cone was enough to kill a peak God Emperor instantly. Such a powerful killing force was unable to kill the strange and weird man in black clothes in front of him. It was too unbelievable.
"Is that all you have?" Ji Zangchuan asked with a smile, his gentle voice sounding like he was talking to a long-time friend.
The old man frowned and sneered, "Don't think that you can withstand these basic attacks and you can..." The voice stopped abruptly.
The people around him were all startled. When they turned their heads to look, their pupils suddenly shrank and expressions of horror appeared on their faces. They saw that this powerful old man had an ice cone on his throat, which pierced out from the inside. Sticky blood was stuck on the hoarfrost-like ice cone, emitting steam. In addition, three ice cones appeared on the old man's chest, piercing out from his chest in the shape of a triangle, leaving big holes in his entire body. The bloody red blood slid down the edge of the ice cone and stained his clothes.
The old man's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief and horror, as if he had never imagined that with such a powerful force, he could be absolutely suppressed by the other party with extraordinary power and directly "control the energy in the body".
The so-called "control of energy in the body" means that when the other party's mental power exceeds that of one's own by a great deal, one can rely on the powerful mental power to forcibly control the energy in the opponent's body and "counterattack"!
The other three people next to him had shock in their eyes. They soon realized that the strange and treacherous man in front of them was not someone they could defeat. However, behind him was something that countless powerful people in the temple had been desperately guarding for generations. They could not retreat even a single step!
"Die!" The man in green armor in the middle, with a burly body like a gorilla, roared, raised the battle axe in his hand, and slashed from the ground under his feet towards the Jizo River that was slowly moving forward. A layer of white ice-like light was stirred up from the solid ice surface, as if there was an angry shark roaring in the ice and rushing towards the Jizo River.
Ji Zangchuan walked slowly with a smile on his face. When the white light slash approached, he stepped lightly on it. When his foot landed, the entire ground calmed down at once, as if it suddenly became quiet. Then, he raised his head and looked at the man in the green armor with evil and cold eyes, "With your strength, would you also be assigned to guard this?"
The man in the green armor's face turned pale and blue, his expression was indescribably ugly. The palm of his hand holding the battle axe was filled with cold sweat, even wetting the axe handle, as if standing in front of an indescribable monster. His legs tried desperately to move backwards, but his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all. Only his heart was pounding, and his throat wanted to move, but there was a hot air flow in his throat. His mouth was slightly open, but he could not speak.
"I won't play with you guys anymore..." Di Zangchuan smiled slightly, raised his hand gently, and stretched out a finger towards the man in green armor and the others. The finger was slender and crystal clear like jade, like a carved work of art. A golden light slowly condensed at the fingertips, shining with golden light like a cross, and then suddenly burst out.
"Not good." The man in the green armor and the others were terrified and tried desperately to escape, but suddenly they felt that they could not move, as if their bodies were fixed by an invisible thing, as if they were sealed in a tight box. They could not even move their bodies. They could only watch the golden beam quickly disperse into three beams, bursting towards the three people respectively, and expanding in their pupils -
Puff puff puff!
Three bloody holes appeared between the eyebrows of these three people. Warm blood flowed out along the edges of the holes, sliding down slightly twisted like an earthworm, along the bridge of the nose and eyebrows, all the way to the eyelids and eyes, like two bloody tears.
Then, a gentle breeze blew, and the bodies of the three men fell backwards. The blood flowing from the back of their heads quickly dyed a large area of icy ground red, and left bright red flowers on the frosty ground.
Di Zangchuan slowly withdrew his fingers and gently wiped his lips. This action was indescribably frivolous, even a bit charming. He smiled gently, then stepped over the bodies and walked towards the huge white crystal coffin.
Standing in front of the huge coffin, he examined it from top to bottom with great interest, an expression of admiration on his face, "Not bad, after all these years, the place to sleep is quite good, and there is someone to sleep with me."
He chuckled and slowly raised one hand as if holding up a bright lamp. A thick black airflow surged out from his white palm, forming a small cyclone. A pure black dagger slowly rose from it, so sharp that it seemed to be able to swallow all light.
"You've been sleeping for so many years, it's time for you to wake up..." There was a bright light flashing in Di Zangchuan's eyes. He clenched the black dagger in his hand and tapped it hard on a small goose yellow circle on the lid of the crystal coffin. The small circle looked like a complex array.
Buzz~~
When the black dagger fell, the entire huge crystal coffin seemed to groan in pain and trembled slightly. A rich goose yellow light emitted from the point where the black dagger fell, floating around like countless light bands, illuminating the entire ice world and making it lose its other brilliance. This goose yellow light was reflected on Ji Zangchuan's face and eyes. He gritted his teeth slightly and suddenly exerted force with his hands!
Bang!
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It was as if there was a sound of glass crisping coming from this space and time.
Then, all the goose yellow energy bands disappeared, and the entire silent ice world returned to its hoarfrost-like color. The corners of Ji Zangchuan's mouth slowly outlined an arc, and the black dagger in his hand turned in a circle, then penetrated into the skin and disappeared without a trace.
He leaned against the huge crystal coffin as if knocking on a door, knocked on the lid of the crystal coffin casually and naturally, and chuckled, "The seal has been broken for you, can you come out now?"
After a long silence, there was a "click" sound. Then, the lid of the crystal coffin slowly moved and slid down, revealing the contents inside.
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Tianjun Shenzhou.
In the vast sky, the endless blue sky is now filled and obscured by countless lights of various colors. It is so dense that you can't see how many there are. In these colorful lights, a young man in a sable and black coat is standing in the air, his muscular chest is exposed in the air, and on his chest is embroidered a black sword pattern!
Behind him there was a long black cloth, wrapping a wide and long object. He was simply standing in the void, but it seemed as if he was standing above the heads of all living beings in the world. He was the master of all things and required all living beings to submit and worship him.
His eyebrows were as sharp as daggers, and his narrow eyes were inlaid with two black gemstone-like pupils, full of indifference, as if nothing was enough to move him. His sable robe, like a cloak, fluttered in the howling wind, making him look indescribably cold and unrestrained.
People throughout the Tianjun Shenzhou, including ordinary people on the streets and warriors from major chambers of commerce, all looked up at the sky in horror and discovered that they had never seen so many lights in the sky, brilliant and mysterious, especially that tiny black dot, which was filled with suffocating pressure.
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I didn't have time to update today. I will update three times tomorrow. I'm sorry for everyone today.
Chapter 13: The Great Holy War Chapter 117: Awakening
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